‘’Oh, mom. You just don’t get it. Do you?’’ Deji uttered disgustingly. ‘’Most of my colleagues that are branch managers studied here in Nigeria. So what’s the big deal?’’
‘’De…’’ Ireti wanted to speak but was cut short by her only child.
‘’No, mom. I don’t want to hear it.’’ He motioned for her mother to stop talking, ‘’the next thing I want to hear from you is an apology to Nike. You owe her at least that. Just so you know, we’re getting married.’’
Ireti could swear her son had never spoken to her in this cruel manner. The little witch from Ife had turned her son against her. Apologies her foot. She had done all what her ungrateful son had tagged evil for his own good. ‘’No way.’ Ireti shook her head.
‘’Then you’ve lost me forever.’’ He turned to Nike. ‘’Please let’s go.’’
He moved quickly to the door and twisted the knob. He motioned for Nike to lead the way, but before she disappeared from the room a voice said, ‘’I’m sorry.’’
Nike and Deji then looked back to confirm whose voice it was.
‘’I’m very sorry for all I have put you through, Nike. Adedeji is the only one I have in this world, and I’ll be damned if I lose him.’’ Ireti said softly with gaze fixed on the next Queen of Ife.
If settling with Nike was the price she was going to pay for being the Ooni’s mother, so be it.
TBC
